by Stevie Woods
Hollis' breath was panting through his lips, but it wasn't fear that caused the pounding of his heart. His eyes glittered at me, full of passion and desire.
Slowly, oh, so slowly, I moved the sword back and down his shirt until it reached the first button and, with a twist of my wrist, the sword sent it flying. He gasped, and I looked up to see his eyes sparkling. I dragged my attention back to his shirt and sliced another button off, watching as his chest rose and fell with anticipation. He never attempted to stop me; I reveled in his trust.
Finally, all the buttons were gone, the shirt fell open and my eyes feasted on his proud nipples as they peaked within a dusting of wiry hair. I couldn't resist reaching out to feel one as I leaned in to capture his lips.
Then I felt something hard at my waist and my first thought was waylaid as he said harshly, "Stand back!"
I looked down as I took a small step backward to see his sword at my waist. My breath caught in my throat and I raised my eyes to his dark, lust-filled ones and my breath expelled in a whoosh.
"You made a mistake," Hollis said gruffly. "You should've disarmed me. Now drop the sword."
I complied, keeping eye contact all the while. Hollis reached out with his free hand, slipped it under my tunic and untied the lace at the waist of my pants.
He took a step back, but kept his sword pointed at my stomach. "Take off the tunic."
Hands shaking a little, I obeyed.
He smiled as his eyes roamed over my chest.
"Keep very still," he said.
I could hardly breathe as he very carefully slipped just the tip of his sword between the laces of my pants and loosened the first crossover and then the next. I shivered as I felt the metal against my skin, not from the cold steel, but from the growing proximity of the blade to my cock. He stopped after loosening the third crossover.
"Now," he ordered, eyes narrowing, "loosen the rest of them slowly and take the pants off."
I obeyed, not feeling threatened by his sword at all. No, I was thoroughly enjoying the power surging through me at the sight of Hollis licking his lips as he watched me remove my pants.
"You know," I said in a low voice, "what I did to Cor'lyn when he held a sword to my throat?" I hesitated to let him think about it. "I almost throttled the life from him."
He looked steadily at me, and I felt he was searching for my soul.
Very softly, he said, "My life is yours; do with it as you will."
My mouth was dry as I stared at him, this most remarkable man, so strong, so unafraid, so committed--to me. I fell in love with him all over again.
I pushed the sword aside, and he dropped it as I plastered my body against him, slamming him back against the wall as I did so, my hand grappling with his pants as my mouth crushed his. Hollis moaned as he opened up to me, tongue thrusting out to meet mine. I don't remember removing his pants...I just know I was grinding against his naked body, and he was pushing back against me. I was holding his hands above his head and it was only then I realized he was still wearing his now button-less shirt. I leaned in and devoured his nipples, first one, then the other, and he growled deep in his throat, murmuring my name.
Suddenly he fought his hands free and swung me around until I was the one against the wall and he was leaning into me, his teeth fastened on my neck. The sensation shot straight to my groin and I didn't think I could last much longer.
"Hollis, oh Lords, what you do to me!"
"Can't take much...more. You're killing me. Waited...waited too long for you."
He thrust his body against mine, grinding, grinding against me, and I fought to thrust back, but I seemed to have lost control of my body. I felt my orgasm build. It began in my toes and raced up my legs, heat gathering, soaring inside me.
"I'm coming...coming. Hollis, please, oh my Lords."
Hollis sighed, that was all, just a simple sigh as he shot over my stomach, and I exploded, my seed mixing with his. Then everything slipped away and I was sliding.
Chapter 18
Looking at Liander as he lay there trying to control his breathing, I still found it hard to believe he could love me. But no way was I going to question my good luck. The desperation that had overwhelmed us was hardly surprising after weeks of forced denial and, though it had been great sex, pounding into each other against the wall of my room wasn't how I wanted to show Liander that I loved him.
"Well," Liander said, still sounding a little breathless, "that was certainly...exciting."
I laughed. "I did kind of lose it there, but wow, was it good!"
"Yes," he said, looking sheepish, "but quicker than I had in mind."
"A bit different, I'll give you that...and swords as foreplay?" I smiled, reaching down to pull him to his feet. "You've been thinking about that a lot?"
"It did seem to play a part in some of my nocturnal fantasies over the last few weeks," the prince said, grinning at me, "along with some others."
"I, er, had a few of my own," I confessed. "Want to try out one of mine? I dreamed of taking you in the bathing pool."
"The bathing pool?" he murmured.
"Sounds as if you might like that?"
"Oh yes." Liander smiled. "It does sound intriguing."
"I watched when you swam in the sea at the coast. I loved the way the water moved over your body and later I would imagine it was my hands, and I..."
"Oh Lords, Hollis, stop talking. Show me!"
It took mere seconds for us to move into the bathing chamber. I stood and watched as Liander walked down the steps into the warm water. He looked so beautiful.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked puzzled I was still standing there.
"Just enjoying the scenery," I murmured.
"You'd enjoy it much better if you were closer. Come here," he demanded, holding out a hand.
I quickly obeyed, and soon he was standing directly in front of me, so our chests were almost touching, his cock brushing against mine as arousal swept through me again. I crushed him to me and kissed him with so much passion, my hands reaching to feel the smooth silk of his back. I felt his hands caressing my shoulders and sliding down my arms, until he gripped my wrists and held them at the small of my back.
He broke the kiss, and I gasped at the passionate look in his eyes. "Wanted you like this for so long, at my mercy, doing just what I want, what I need."
Stomach tightening at the idea, I whispered, "What is it you need, Liander?"
"You, inside me. Owning you by your need of me. You do need me, don't you, Hollis?"
"Oh Lords, yes, but don't you know you already own me, body and soul, heart and mind."
"And you say you're not romantic. You can tell me anyway you like that you love me, Hollis. Just don't couch it in silly names."
"Aw, I can't call you sweetheart then?"
"You do and you'll be pleasuring yourself!"
"I'll behave, I promise." I laughed. "Is that me-inside-you offer still open?"
Liander released my wrists, saying, "You have a fantasy to show me."
We slid under the warm water and drifted to the other side of the pool where the bathing materials were. From the tray, I picked up a washcloth, coated it with cleansing cream and gently began to wash his body. Liander turned his back to me, and I drew the soft cloth over the contours of his body. I was back in my fantasy, watching the water as it cascaded over his shoulders and outlined his wonderful form. I watched for real now as it formed rivulets in the suds, sliding down his back and over his buttocks, some down his legs, others finding their way into his cleft.
Finding my voice with difficulty, I asked him to turn around and I cleansed his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples and then moving down his body to clean off the last remnants of our earlier sex. I heard Liander moan, and I looked up to see his eyes closed and his head thrown back a little. I smiled at the picture he made and returned my gaze to his body. His cock was nicely full and bobbing as he rocked against my movements while I washed his stomach
and hips, purposely leaving his cock alone. I dropped to my knees so I could wash his long legs, marveling at the well-defined contours of his muscles. I had to tap his foot a couple of times to get him to raise it so I could wash each one in turn. I loved his feet, long and sinuous.
"Hollis, please, please," he murmured.
His cock was hard now, standing out from his body, the head purple with a pearl of semen at its tip. I dropped the cloth into the water and ran my hands up his legs until I cupped his buttocks. Holding him firmly, I licked the come from his cock, and he shuddered. I kissed the head before licking along his cock's length, then taking it into my mouth, inch by inch. I felt his hands in my hair, brushing back and forth in time with his mutterings. I smiled and swallowed him whole.
He gasped and bucked, and I had to hold him still while my hands slid up to his waist as I licked and sucked and nipped at the tender skin. His hips moved gently, and I returned one hand to his buttocks, ghosting over the cleft, searching for his opening.
He was moaning almost continually now, sometimes repeating my name or mumbling nonsense words. His hands in my hair were still, just holding me in place as my mouth worked his cock. My finger was circling his hole and his muttering had stopped completely. All I could hear were his soft moans. I could tell he was near and I pulled back, nibbled at the tip and took a quick breath before taking him in as far as I could, sucking for all I was worth, while at the same time, inserting a finger inside him.
His ass clenched, back arched and with a howl, he shot down my throat. I swallowed and swallowed, tasting him for the first time. It was a little bitter, but it was Liander, and I wanted him inside me in every way possible.
I released him as he softened and moved carefully as he was supporting his shaky body by leaning his hands on my shoulders. I looked up to see his eyes open again and he was looking down at me. I smiled hesitantly. It had been a long time since I'd done that, and while I thought I'd done a pretty good job...
"All right?" I asked.
"Wonderful," he whispered. "I'm surprised I'm still on my feet." Smiling, he asked, "You?"
Rising to my feet, I looked down at myself. "Think I could do with some help with this." I indicated my aching cock.
"Help yourself," he said huskily as he turned to face the low wall, propping himself against it as he spread his legs.
"Oh my Lords," I murmured as he presented himself to me like a gift. I reached out to caress his buttocks. Then I froze. "I forgot the vial of oil." I turned to go and get it, but Liander stopped me.
"There's some massage oil on the tray." His eyes were wide, pupils dark.
Hastily I poured the oil on my fingers and stroked it over his buttocks, and I felt him relax into the motions. He dropped his head between his arms and pushed himself toward me. I slipped one finger inside and stretched his opening, soon adding a second. I was surprised he wasn't tighter, but I guess he was still on something of a high. After all, he'd come twice in fairly quick succession.
"Come on, Hollis. I need you in me," he muttered.
"Not going to hurt you, Liander. I'm not that fucking Fortil!" I was shocked, even as the words left my mouth.
"No, I'd have broken his fingers if he'd as much as touched me. Told him that. Don't want to talk about him now; get in there, Hollis, please."
"Okay, okay." I slicked myself. I was so damned ready, I was about to explode. I took a few deep breaths to get control. "Ready?"
"Oh yes," he said with a wiggle of his hips.
I positioned my cock against his opening, licking my lips at the idea of what I was about to do and then, with a firm push, the tip of my cock was inside his tight ass. "Oh, you feel so fucking wonderful."
"Come on, don't stop now!"
I pushed again; he was so tight. "Let go, Liander. Let me in."
He took deep breaths, and I felt him consciously relax his muscles, then I slid in and I heard a gasp, but I didn't know if it was him or me. I took hold of his shoulders and slowly pulled out again and then, with one smooth movement, I pushed back in until I could feel my balls slapping his ass.
All at once I realized where I was, almost as if I was watching myself as I joined my body with Liander's, losing myself in the man I loved, not knowing where I ended and he began. The vision in my mind's eye slammed through me and I gasped at the erotic image and becoming aware of myself again, I plunged deep into his body, and he cried out.
"Fuck! Do that again. Please, do that again."
I grinned realizing what I'd done. I'd found that special place deep inside. I angled my hips and tried again and, judging from his moans and the way he was thrusting back against me, I guess I did do that again.
I'd found the perfect rhythm now. I was in heaven and I think Liander was with me if his reactions were any indication. It was everything I'd dreamed it could be between us, but so much better because it was no longer a dream. It was so much more. This was real, so very real.
* * * *
Oh my, I could hardly believe the sensations rolling through me. From the top of my head to the tips of my toes, fire raced through my veins, my balls felt so heavy and, to my surprise, my cock was filling again, so soon after my recent climax. I was seeing stars shooting behind my eyelids and it was the most deliciously unrestrained feeling in the world. I was flying. My feet were on the ground, but I was flying!
Hollis was lost now, pounding into me as if there was nothing else in the world, and perhaps there wasn't, not for us. We were one as we were meant to be.
"Going to come, going to come," Hollis was muttering over and over.
"Let go, Hollis, and fill me up. I want to feel you deep inside." And he did. I felt his cock throb inside me as he flooded me with his seed. I felt warm and tingly inside, every part of my body lit up with the pleasure of knowing I belonged to Hollis as surely as he belonged to me. It was perfect.
Hollis collapsed against my back, panting for breath. I was feeling a little shaky myself, but no way did I want it to end yet. I wanted him inside me as long as possible, so I locked my arms, supporting him on my back and waited. After a moment, his breathing slowed, and I felt him kiss my spine and murmur my name over and over like a litany.
"I love you too, Hollis," I said in a low voice.
With a sigh of loss, Hollis pulled from my body and then he turned me around and gathered me into his arms. "Oh, Liander," he said before kissing me with gentle passion.
I smiled. "I know. I think glowing covers how I feel. Let's go to bed. I need to lie down."
In no time we were under the covers in Hollis' bed, warm and comfortable in each other's arms. I felt utterly safe, utterly at peace.
I guess I'd dozed for a time, but I had no idea for how long. I almost jumped when Hollis broke the silence.
"Sorry I mentioned Fortil," he said.
"It doesn't matter. Nothing could've spoiled that," I said gently.
After a moment he said, "I think maybe it was the way you caught my arms, earlier."
"Really?"
"Yeah, that and what you said."
"What I said?"
"About wanting to make me do what you wanted," Hollis said.
His voice was low and he kept looking down. I was puzzled for a moment and then the light came on. "It turned you on! What being under my control? Being...contained, bound? Is that it? It's another fantasy?"
"No, not another fantasy, not until you caught my wrists, not until you said those words. I was suddenly so hot, so...so turned on. I was surprised at my reaction," he admitted.
"I want to be inside you, Hollis. I want to take you and in case you're wondering..." I took his hand and placed it on my groin, which was showing a distinct interest.
"You like the idea, too?" Hollis grinned.
"You'd let me?" I asked, my heart hammering against my ribs. I think we were both learning new things about ourselves. I'd never considered such a thing either, but the idea of Hollis being laid out there, at my mercy, to do whatever I wanted...
Lords of Creation!
"I trust you, Liander. I want to feel you inside me, too. I've never given anyone else the privilege before, but being inside you was the most wonderful experience of my life, and I want you to have that, too. I also want to know we can tell each other anything. It doesn't mean we have to do anything the other isn't comfortable with, but I like the idea we can be open with one another."
I smiled and moved closer to kiss his neck and run my tongue along his ear. I was interested to note his reaction--seems I'd found another hot spot.
"So, if I wanted to tie you up, what do you want to use? Not shackles, I suppose?" I grinned.
"Had a bit too much of those," Hollis said. "How about we make our own?"
"Think I prefer something softer to tie you with."
"I know what we can use," he said, getting out of bed. Hollis went to his tallboy and took out a couple of his soft belts, the ones he used when he wasn't wearing his scabbards.
"Perfect," I said taking them from him. I grinned at him. "No time like the present. Lie on your stomach."
"Do I have to? Couldn't I be on my back? I want to see your face. I'd be more comfortable that way," he said.
"Anything you want." It had to be his decision, but I'd like nothing better than to be able to see his face.
Hollis stretched out on his back, and I watched as he settled his body. I fastened each wrist to the bed frame, leaving enough of the belt he could get a grip if he wanted to. That way he could release himself if he needed to. I brought the massage oil from the bathing room and decided he needed to relax a bit. He said he wanted this, and I didn't doubt it, but as this was a first for both of us, he was tense and so was I.
I warmed the oil between my hands and then, straddling his hips, I leaned forward; starting at his shoulders, I moved my hands over his torso in long, slow strokes. As I moved back and forth my cock brushed his stomach and shaft, and in no time I was hard again. Hollis' head was thrown back as he squirmed beneath me and he was making little mewling noises, struggling against his bonds. His nipples were hard and his cock was definitely interested in the proceedings.